You just got to love the Brits

No, the law of the land regarding a London taxi driver is that he cannot refuse to let a customer in his cab if he has his light on - but he can disgorge his passenger at any stage if the passenger gives him cause. This is so vague in real terms, that nothing is ever done when a taxi either sails past you without stopping when you hail him, or conversely tells you to leave his cab if you are doing something 'unreasonable'. Black cabs have their own weird code of conduct.

All right Strega luv! – I reckon that cabbie got the right hump with that Muslim. There ‘e wos in the back of my fackin’ cab givin’ it large into my King’s Lear. No way mate was I havin’ that. So I told him I did! I told him good and proper to get the fack out of it mate. Though he was havin’ a laff. No facking way mate. Ger out of it. I opened the Bobby Moore for him I did. Not in my cab. I still have the ump and he is gone lookin’ for a camel with two off ‘em. Ha! whose fackin laffin now mate. Dropped him in the Elephant to find a fackin Camel. The dozey git! Cheers darlin’. Now where’s me Chas and Dave tape?

Confession - I lived for 5 years in old London town and 2 of them down the Elephant. While working as a research economist in a university I also moonlighted as a hackney (cab driver) for a little while.